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>"The bright sun was extinguish'd": The Bologna Prophecy and Byron's "Darkness"
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>Lord Byron's poem "Darkness- begins with a line that has been somewhat puzzling to modern readers: -I had a dream, which was not all a dream- (1). In what sense, readers have wondered, was Byron's poetic depiction of the extinction of the sun ''not all- a dream? The first English and European readers of -Darkness," who had only a few months before suffered through the grim summer of 1816, would not have found this line mysterious. A catastrophe such as the poem describes had indeed been more than a dream during that summer: an Italian astronomer had actually predicted that the sun would burn itself out on July 18. and he convinced many people throughout England and Europe that the end of the world was approaching. This prediction of the sun's death was seemingly substantiated by the high number of sunspots that began to spread across the sun like a -black bile- and by the fact that Europe was in the grip of the coldest summer on record, a phenomenon for which no other explanation could be found.' Rumors of the Bolognese astronomer's prophecy rapidly circulated among the populations of several countries, >~~ ~~
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